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On any ground that I am ruler of.
The world shall not be ransom for thy life.
Gome, Warwick, come, good Warwick,go with me :
I have great matters to impart to thee.

[Exeunt E. Hen., Wab., Lords, <£c.

Q. Mar, Mischance and sorrow go along with
Heart's discontent and sour affliction.
Be playfellows to keep you company 1
There's two of you ; the devil make a third 1
And threefold vengeance tend upon yonr steps I

8uf. Cease, gentle queen, these execrations,
And let thy Snffolk take his heavy leave.

Q, Mar, Fie, coward woman, and soft-hearted
Hast tboa not spirit to curse thine enemies ?

8t^f. A plague upon them ! wherefore should
i curse them ?
Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan,
I would invent as bitter searching terms.
As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear.
Delivered strongly through my fixed teeth,
With full as many signs of deadly hate
As lean-fac'd Envy in her loathsome cave :
My tongue should stumble in mine earnest w<Mrds;
Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;
My hair be fixed on end, as one distract ;
Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban :
And even now my burthen'd heart would break;
Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink I
Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they tastel
Their sweetcBt shade a grove of cypress-trees 1
Their obiefest prospect murthering basilisks t
Their softest touch as smart as lizards* stings!
Their music frightful as the serpents' hiss ;
And boding screech-owls make the concert full !
All the foul terrors in daric-seated hell —

Q Mar, Enough, sweet Suffolk ; thou tor-
ment'st thyself ;
And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass,
Or like an overcharged gun, recoil.
And turn the force of them upon thyself.

Suf Yon bade me ban, and will you Ud me
Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from,
Well could I curse away a winter's night.
Though standing naked on a mountain top,
Where biting cold would never let grass grow,
And think it but a minute spent in sport.

Q. Mar. O, let me entreat thee, cease I Give
I me thy hand.

1 That I may dew it with my mournfnl tearsi .

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Nor lei thd Tain oi heaTen wet this place.
To wash away my woeful monnmeDts.
O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand.

[Kisses his h€md.
That thou mightst think upon these by theseal,
Thronghwhom a thoosand sighs are breath'd

for thee I
So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief ;
'Us bat sormia'd whilst thoa art standing by,
As one that snrfeits thinking on a want.
I will repeal thee, or, be weU assor'd,
Adventare to be banished myself :
And banished I am, if batirom thee.
Go, speak not to me ; even now be gone. —
O, go not yet t~£ren thus two friends condemn'd
Embrace and kiss, and take ten thoosand leaves,
Lother a hnndred times to part than die.
Yet now farewell ; and farewell life with thee I
Suf, Thus is poHor SafiPolk ten times banished,
Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee.
*Tis not the land I care for, wert thoa thence :
A wilderness is popnloas enongh,
80 Saifolk had tny heavenly company :
For where thon art there is the world itself.
With every several pleasore in the world ;
And where thon art not, desolation.
I can no more : — Live thoa to joy thy life;
Myself no joy in nought, bat that thoa liy'st.

Enter Vaux.

Q. Mar, Whither goes Vaox so fast ? what
news, I prithee T

Vaux. To siRnify anto his majesty
That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death :
For suddenly a grievous sickness took him,
That makes him gasp, and stare, and catch the air.
Blaspheming Ck^, and cursing men on earth.
Sometime, he talks as if Dake Humphrey's ^host
Were by his side ; sometime he calls the king.
And whispers to his pillow, as to him.
The secrets of his overcharged sool :
And I am sent to tell his majesty
That even now he cries aloud for him.

Q, liar. Go tell this heavy message to the king.
[Estit Vaux.
Ahmel ^rtiat is this world? what news are these?
But wherefore srieve I at an hour's poor loss.
Omitting Soifolk's exile, my soul's treasure?
Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee.
And with the southern clouds contend in tears ;
Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my

Now get thee hence : The king, thoa know'st, is

coming 1
If thou be found by me thou art bat dead.

St^. If I dei>art from thee I cannot live '
And in thy sight to die, what were it else.
Bat like a pleasant slumber in thy lap ?
Here could I breathe my soul into the air,
As mild and gentle as the cradle-babe.
Dying with mother's dag between its lips:
Where, from thy sight, I should be raging mad,
And cry out for thee to close up mine eyes,
To have thee with thy lips to stop my mouth;
80 ahooldst thoo either turn my flying soul,


Or I should breath tt so into thy body.

And then it liv d in sweet Elysinm.

To die by thee were but to die in jest ;

From thee to die were torture more than death I

let me stay, befall what may befall.

Q. Mar, Away I though parting be a fretfol
It is applied to a deathful wound. [thee.

To France, sweet Suffolk : Let me hear from
For nHieresoe'er thou art in this world's globe,
I'll have an Iris that shall And thee oat»

Suf. I go.

Q. Mar. And take my heart with thee.

Suf, A jewel, lock'd into the woefuU'st etik
That ever did contain a thing of worth.
Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we ;
This way f aU I to death.

Q, Mar, This way for me.

[Exeunt severaUy.

80ENE nL— London, Cardinal Beaufort's

Enter S[ing Henbt, Salisbubt, Wabwick, and
others. T'Atf Cardinal in 6e<^; Attendants MifA

K,Ben. How fares my lord? speak, Beaufortp
to thy sovereign.

Oar. If thou best death, m give thee Eng-
land's treasure.
Enough to purchase such another Island,
So thou wilt let me live, ani feel no pain.

K, Hen. Ah, wh%t a sign it is of evil life,
Whf're death's approach is seen so terrible 1

War. Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to tliee

Car, Bring me unto my trial when yoa wiU.
Died he not in his bed ? where should he die ?
Can I make men live, whe'er they will or nof
O 1 torture me no more, I will confess.— >
Alive again ? then show me where he is :
I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him. —
He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinaed Ibem.
Comb down his hair; lookl lookl it stands

Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul I
Give me some drink, and bid the apothecary
Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.

K, Hen. thou eternal mover of the heavens.
Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch 1
O, beat away the busy, meddling fiend
That lays strong siege unto this wretch's sool,
And from his bosom purge this Uack despair.

War, See how the pangs of death do main
him grin.

Bal, Disturb him not, let him pass peaceably.

K. Hen. Peace to his soul, if God's good
pleasure be f
Lord Cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bli8%
Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope. —
He dies, and makes no sign ; Gbd, forgive \nm^

War. So bad a death argues a monstrous life.

K. Hen. Forbear to judge, for we are ainnei«
Close up his eyes, and draw the fioctftio dose;
And let us all to meditation [ExtumL

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BCENB I.— Sent The Bea-tihort^ near Dorer.

Firing heard at aea. Then enter from a boat, a
Captain, a Master, a Master's-Mate, Waltbb
Whitmobb. and othere ; with them Suvvolk,
emd other OeoUemen, prieonere.

Cap, The gaady, blabbing, and remorsefol daj
Is crept into the bosom of the sea ;
And now lond-howliug wolves aronse the jades
That drag the tragic melancholy night;
Who with their drowsy, slow, and flaggiug wings
Clip dead men's graTes, and from their misty jaws
Breathe fonl contagions darkness in the air.
Th refore, bring forth the soldiers of onr prize ;
For, whilst onr pinoaoe anchors in the Downs,
Here shall they make their ransom on the sand,
Or with their blood stain this discolour 'd shore.
Master, this prisoner freely give I thee; —
And thon that art his mate, make boot of this ; —
The other [Pointing to Suftolk], Walter Whit-
more, is thy share.
1 Gent. What is my ransom, master? let me

Matt. A tboQsand crowns, or else lay down

yovr head.
iiaU. And so mnch shall yon give, or off goes

Cap, What, think yon mnoh to pay two
thonsand crowns,
And bear the name and port of gentlemen ? —
Out both the villains' throats.— for dieyon shall.—
The livps of those which we have lost in fight
Oannot be ooanterpois'd by snch a petty snm?
1 Oent. I'll give it, sir; and therefore spare

my life.
8 Oent. And so will I, and write home for it

Whit. I lost mine eye in laying the prize aboard,
And therefore to revenge it ahalt thon die ;

ITo Sup.
And 80 should these, if I might have mv will.
C^. Be not so rash; take ransom, let him live.
Suf. liook on my George, I am a gentleman ;
Bate me at what thon wilt thon shalt be paid.
Whit. And so am I; my *name is Walter
How now? why start'fit thon? what, doth death
Suf. Thy name affright! me, in whose tonnd
is death.
A cunning man did calculate my birth.
And told me that hj WaUr I should die.
Tet let not this make thee bloody minded ;
Thy name is GtuUtier, beiog rightly sounded.

Whit. Gualtier^oT Walter y which it is I care not;
Never yet did base dishonour blur onr name,
"But with our sword we wip*d away the blot ;
Therefore, when merchant-like I sell revenge,
Broke be my sword, my arms torn and defac'd.
And I prodaim'd a coward through the world 1
[Lay$ hold on Suffolk.
8^f. stay, Whitmore; for thy prisoner iA a
The Duke of Suffolk, William de la Poole.
Whit. The Duke of Suffolk, muffled up in rags I
Suf. Ay, but these rags are no part of the duke ;
[Jove sometime went disgnis'd, and why not I ?j
Cop, But Jove was never slain, as thon shalt

St{f. Obscure and lowly swain. King Henry's
The honourable blood of Lancaster,
Must not be shed by snch a iaded groom.
Hast thou not kiss'd thy hand, and held my

Bareheaded plodded by my foot-doth mnle.
And thought thee happy when I shook my head?
How often hast thou waited at my cap.
Fed from my trencher, kneel'd down at the board.
When I have feasted with Queen Margaret ?
Remember it, and let it make thee crest-fall'n;
Ay, and allay this thy abortive pride :
How in onr voiding lobby hast thou stood,
And duly waited for my coming forth ?
This hand of mine hath writ iu thy behalf.
And therefore shall it charm thy riotous tongue.

Whit. Speak, captain, shall I stab the forlorn

Cap. First, let my words stab him, as he hath me.

Sttf. Base slave, thy words are blunt, and so
art thou.

Oaqp, Convey him hence, and on onr long-
boat's side
Strike off his head.

iS'tt/1 Thou dar'st not for thy own<

[Cap. Yes, Poole.

8uf. Poole?]

Cap. Poole 1 Sir Poole! lord!

Ay, kennel, puddle, sink ; whose filth and dirt
Troubles the silver spring where England drinks.
Now will I dam up this thy yawning mouth.
For swallowing the treasure of the realm :
Thy lips, that kissed the queen, shall sweep the

And thou, that smil*dst at good Duke Hum-
phrey's death.
Against the senseless winds shall grin in vain.
Who, in contempt, shall hiss at thee again :
And wedded be thou to the hags of hell
For daring to affy a mighty lord
Unto the daughter of a worthless king.
Having neither subject, wealth, nor diadem.
By devilish policy art thou grown great,
And, like ambitions Sylla, overgorg'd
With gobbets of thy mother's bleeding heart.
By thee Anjou and Maine were sold to France :
The false revolting Normans, through thee.
Disdain to call ns lord; and Picardy
Hath slain their governors, snrpris'd our forts,
And sent the ragged soldiers wounded home.
The princely Warwick, and the Nevils all.
Whose dreadful swords were never drawn in vain.
As hating thee, are rising up in arms :
And now the house of York,— thrust from the

By shameful murther of a guiltless king,
And loft^ proud ennroachiog tyranny, —
Bums with revenging fire ; whose hopeful colours
Advance our half-fao'd sun, striving to shine.
Under the which is writ Invitie nvMbus.
The commons hero in Kent are up in arms
And, to conclude, reproach and beggary
Is crept into the palace of onr king,
And ail by thee :— Away 1 convey him hence.

Suf. O that I were a god, to shoot forth thunder
Upon these paltry, servile, abject drudf>es I
Small things make base men prond : this villa^


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Being captain of a pinnaee, threatena move
Than Bargains the strong Illjrian pirate.
Drones snck not eagles' blood, batrobbee-birea.
It la impossible that I sboold die
By soeh a lowly rassal as tbyself.
Thy words move rage, and not remorse, in me :
I go of message from the qneen to France ;
I charge thee waft me safely cross the channel.

Can. Walter,

Whit. Come, Soflolk, I mnst waft thee to thy

8^f. Petti gelidut timar oecupat artus: — 'tis

thee I fear.
WMt. Thou shalt haye oanse to fear before I
leaTe thee.
What, are ye daonted now f now will ye stoop f
1 Oent. My graoions lord, entreat him, speak

him fair.
8u/. Suffolk's imperial tongoe is stem and
TJs'd to command, nntanght to plead for favoar.
Far be it we should hononr snch as these
With hnmble soit : no, rather let my head
Stoop to the block than these knees bow to any,
Save to the Qod of Heaven, and to my king ;
And sooner dance upon a bloodv pole
Than stand onooTer'd to the ynlgar groom.
Trae nobility is exempt from fear: —
More can I bear than yon dare execnte.
Cap, Hale him away, and let him talk no more.
Suf. Come, soldiers, show what cmelty ye can.
That this my death may never be forgot : —
Great men oft die by vile bezonians :
A Boman sworder and banditto slave
Martber'd sweet Tolly ; Bmtns' bastard hand
Stabb'd Julias Ciesar; savage islanders,
Pompey the Great : and Suffolk dies by pirates.
[Exit Sup., with Whit, and others.
Cap, And as for these whose ransom we have
It is our pleasure one of them depart :
Therefore come yon with ns, and let him go.

[Exeunt all but /Ae/ra< Gentleman.

Re-enter Whitmobb, toiih Suitolk's body,

Whit. There let his head and lifeless body lie,
Until the queen his mistress bury it [Exit.

1 Cent, barbaroua and bloody spectacle 1
His body will I bear unto the king :
If he revenge it not, yet will his friends ;
So will the queen, that living held bim deat

[Exit vnth the body.
80ENB n.— Blackheath.

Enter Gsobos Bsyis and John Hollamd.

Geo. Oome, and get thee a sword, though made
of a lath ; they have been up these two days.

John, They have the more need to sleep now

Oeo, 1 tell thee. Jack Cade the dotbier means
to dress the commonwealth, and turn it, and set
a new nap upon it

John, So be had need, for 'tis threadbare.
Well, I say it was never merry world in England
since gentlemen came up.

Oeo. miserable age I Virtue is not regarded
in handicrafts-men.

John, The nobility think scorn to go in leather

Oeo, Nay, more, the king's council are no good

John. True. And yet it is said, Labour in thy
vocation; which is m much to say as, let tha

VI.— PABT n.

magistratea be lal^ooring men ; and flierefon
should we be magistratea.

^^eo. Thou haat hit it: for there's no bettsr
sign of a brave mind than a hard hand.

John. I see them I I see them 1 There'sBeafa
son, the tanner of Wingham ; —

Oeo, He shall have the akins of cor enemisa,
to make dog's leather of.

John, And Dick the butcher.

Oeo, Then is sin struck down Uke an ox, and
iniquity's throat cut like a calf.

John. And Smith the weaver.

Oeo. Argo, their thread of life is spun.

John. Come, come, let's fall in with them.

Drum, Enter CAi>it,'DiCK the b%Ueher,SMiTatk§
weaver, and other* in great number.

Cade, We, John Cade, so termed of onr
supposed father, —

Dick. Or rather, of stealing a cade of herrings.


Cade, ^for onr enemies shall fall before na,
inspired with the spirit of putting down kings
and princes, — Command silence.

Dxch. Silence I

Cade. My father waa a Mortimer,—

Dieh, He waa an honest man, and a good
bricklayer. [Atide.

Cade. My mother a Plantagenet,—

Dick. 1 Imew her well, she waa a midwife.


Cade. Uj wife descended <tf the Lades,—

Dick, She was, indeed, a pedlar's daughter,
and sold many laces. [Aiide.

Smith, But now of late, not able to travel with
her furred pack, she washes books here at home.


Cade. Therefore am I of an honourable house.

Dick, Ay, by my faith, the field is honouraUe ;
and there was he bom, under a hedge; for hia
father had never a house but the cage. [Aside,

Cade, Valiant I am.

JSwdth, 'A must needs f for beggary is valiant


Cade, I am able to endure mudi.

Dick, No question of that; forlhavaMenhim
whipped three market days together. [Aride.

Cade. I fear neither sword nor fire.

Smith. He need not fear the sword fdr Ilia
coat is of proof. [Aeide*

Dick. But methinkshe should stand in fear of
fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep.

Cade, Be brave, then ; for your captain is
brave, and vows reformation. There ahall be,
in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold icv a
penny: the three-hooped pot shall have ten
hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small
beer : all the realm shall be in oonunon, and in
Cheapside shall my palfrey go to graaa.
when I am king (as long I will be),

All. CK)d save your majesty I

Cade. 1 thank you, good people : — ^there ahsB
be no money: all shall eat and drink on n^ score
and I will apparel them ail in one livery.-thatthc^
may agreeiikebrothers,andworshipme their lor^

Dick. The first thing we do, let's kill all tha

Cade, Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this •
lamentable thing, that of the skin of an innocent
lamb should be made parchment? tluttparohment*
being scribbled o'er, should undo a man ? Some

•" ^' ^ •"»«•= :?^L^eS^;^^''^'""*'

for I did but seal <moe to a thing, and I was never
mine own man since. How now 7 who's there 7

Enter somtf, hinging in ike Olerk of Ohathanu

Smith, The clerk of Ohatham: he ean write
and read, and east aooompt.

Cade. monstrons 1

Smith. We took him setting of boys' copies.

Cade. Here's a villain 1

StnOh. H' as a book in his podkei with red
letters in't.

Cade, Nay then he is a conjurer.

Dick, Nay, he ean make obligations, and write

Cade. I am sorry for'i: the man is a proper
man, of mine honour ; unless I find him gauty
he shall not die — Come hither, sirrah, I most
examine thee : What is thy name ?

Clerk. Emmanael.

Dick, They use to writeit on the top of letters ;^
Twill go hard with yon.

Cade, Let me alone :— Dost thon nse to write
thy name? or hast thoa a mark to thyself, like
an honest plain-dealing man?

CUrh, Sir, I thank God I have been so well
brooKbt up that I can write my name.

AU, He hath confessed: away with him; he's
a villain and a traitor.

Cade. Away with him, I say: hang him with
his pen and inkhom about his neck.

{Exeunt aome with the CHetk.


Mieh, Where's onr general?

Cade. Here I am, thoopartionlar feUow.

Mich. Fly, fly, fly! SirHnmphreyStaflfordand
his brother are hard by, with the kmg's forces.

Cade. Stand, villani, stand, or, I'll fell thee
down : He shall be encoontered with a man as
good as himself: He is but a knight, is 'a?

Mieh, No.

Cade, To eqoal him, I will make myself a
knight presently : Bise up Sir John liortimer.
Now have at him.

Enter Sir HnifPHBXT Stafford oikf Wiluax
Ait brother^ vfith drum and Foreee.

Btaf. Bebellions hinds, the fllth and seam of
Mark'd for the gallows, lay yoor weapons down,
Home to your cottages, forsake this groom ;
The king is merciful, if yon revolt

W, Biaf. Bat angry, wrathful, and indin'd to

If yon go forward : Therefore yield or die.

Cade. As for these silken-coated shivesj pass
It is to von, good people, that I apeak, [not ;
Over whom, in time to come, I hope to reign ;
For I am rightfol heir onto the crown.

Btaf, Villain, thy father was a plasterer ;
And thoo thyself a shearman, art thon not ?

Cade, And Adam was a gardener.

W. Btqf. And what of that ?

Cade, Marry, this :— Edmond Morthnar, earl
of March,
Married the Doke of Okrence's daughter :~Did
he not?

BUrf, Av, sir. [Wrth.

Cade. By her he had two children at one

W. Btqf. That's false.

Cade. Ay, there's the question; but I say,
'tis true:
Tha alder of them being put to nurse,

VL— PABT n. 499

Was by a beggar-woman stolen away;
And, ignorant of his Inrth and parentage,
Became a bricklayer when he came to age.
His son am I ; deny it if you can.

Diek, Nay, 'tis too true; theref cure he shall be

Bmiih. Sir, he made a chimney in my father's
honse, and the bricks are alive at this day to
testify it: therefore, deny it not.

Btaf, And will you credit this base dmdge'i
That speaks he knows not what ?

All. Ay, many will we ; therefore get yegone.

W, Btaf. Jack Cade, the Duke of Toric hath
taught you this.

Cade. He lies, for I invented it myself.

— Cki to, sirrah: Tell the king from me, that,
for his father's sake, Henry the Fifth, in whose
time boys went to span-counter for French
crowns, I am content he shall reign; but I'll be
protector over him.

Dick. And, f orthermore, we'll have the Lord
Say*s head, for selling the dukedom of Maine.

Cade . And good reason, for thereby is England
maimed, and fain to go with a staff, but that my
puissance holds it up. Fellow kings, I tell you
thatthatliord Say hath gelded the commonwealth
and made it an eunuch ; and more than that, he
can speak French, and therefore he is a traitor.

Btaf. O gross and miserable ignorance 1

Cade. Nay, answer if you can : the Frenchmen
are our enemies : go to then. I ask bat this, —
ean he that speaks with the tongue of an enemy
be a good counsellor, or no?

All, No, no ; and therefore we'll have his head.

W, Btaf, Well, seeing gentle words will not
Assail them with the army of the king.

Btaf. Herald, away : and, throughout every
Proclaim them traitors that are up with Cade;
That those which fly before the battie ends
May, even in their wives' and children's sight,
Be hang'd up for example at their doors :
And you that be the king's friends follow me.

[Exeunt the two Staffobdb, and Foreee,

Cade. And you that love the commons follow
Now show yourselves men, 'tis for liberty.
We will not leave one lord, one gentieman :
Spare none, but such as go in clouted shoon ;
For they are thrifty honest men, and such
As would (but that they dare not) take our parts.

Dick, They are all in order, and march toward

Cade. But then are we in order, when we are
most out of order. Come, maich forward.


SCENE JXL^AnoiKer part of Blackheath,

Alarum, The tu>o petrtiee enter and fght, and

both the Staffordb are elain.

Cade, Where's Dick the butcher of Ashford?

Diek. Here, sir.

Cade. They fell before thee like sheep and
oxen, and thou behavedst thyself as if thou nadst
been in thine own slaoghter-hoase : therefore
thus will I reward thee,— The Lent shall be as
\oufi again as it is ; and thou shalt have licence
to kill for a bandred lacking one.

i«ei. I d.-!. no «»», ^^ ^^ Google


Gade. And to speak trnih, tboa deservest no
less. This moDument of the yictory will I bear ;
and the bodies shall be dragged at my horse'heels,
till I do come to London, where we will have the
mayor's sword borne before ns.

Dick. 11 we mean to thrive and do good, break
open the gaols, and let out the prisoners.

Cade, Fear not that, I warrant thee. Ck)me,
let's march towards Loudon. [Exeunt.

80ENE IV.— London. A Itoom in the Palace.

Enter King Hsnrt, reading a supplication ; the
Bake of Buceinoham and Lord Say with
Jiim: at a distance ^Qaeeu Mabgaabt, mourning
over Butfolk's head.

Q. Mar. Oft have I heard that grief softens
the mind.
And makes it fearful and degenerate ;
Think therefore on revenge, and cease to weep.
But who can cease to weep, and look on this ?
Here may his head lie on my throbbing breast :
Bat Where's the body that I shoold embrace ?

Buch, What answer makes your grace to the
rebels' supplication ?

K. Hen. I'll send some holy bishop to entreat :
For God forbid so many simple souls
Should perish by the sword I And I myself,
> Bather than bloody war shall cat them short.
Will parley with Jack Gade their generaL
But stay, 1*11 read it over once again.

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